I fear that the letter which I addressed to you at Louisville, and which Mama enclosed in one from her self, will never reach it’s destination, and I have therefore determined to write again, believing that you will be equally pleased at this unceremonious conduct, and at hearing from me so soon...

My utmost exertions availed me nothing My Dearest Sister in my endeavours to get the “Balance of comfort” to you by breakfast to day, and I am not sure that you will get it before dinner Papa is to carry it over to EgEdgehill and send it to you from there. have you got the 1st vol.? for I dont...

my sis...

The fears that you expressed of my having scolded a great deal at your not answering my letter by Brother Jefferson were groundless. I assure you I was not so unreasonable as to expect you to write when you were sick or busy you mention’d in your last letter to Brother that you had heard of Mama...

My dearest grand-father is just recovering from a fever which lasted three weeks without intermission, and which Dr. Watkins & my brother ascribe to his daily visits last summ fall to the Mill-dam where he was in the habit of remaining from breakfast until dinner time. but this fever was...

We have all had a dreadful shock at an accident which was near proving fatal to my dear Grand-Father the other day in the river, and are more miserable than ever at his persisting in the practice of riding without a servant to attend him, while his arm is still in a sling and quite helpless. his...

We have had quite a school here of late; the boys spend this month at home saying their latin lessons to Grand-Papa, and learning french with Mama.

We arrived here this morning, & finding the waters too weak to be of any service to us, Aunt Randolph has determined to go on to the white Sulphur Springs to morrow with Mr Carter Berkly, an old acquaintance of her,s who is going there. send this to Aunt Jane as soon as you can, for she will...

I have been disappointed in hearing from you as I expected certainly to have done this evening, My Dear Nicholas, and have a great mind not to write to you atall, until I do get a letter, but as you have constituted your self the “repository” of all that passes in my thoughts, the terror and...

I have seated myself in the drawing room to write to you my dearest sister, in the hope that a rainy day will prevent my being driven hence before I have half finished my letter, though in good truth there is so little rain falling that I should not be very much surprised if the Marquis himself ...